and now unbound - yet truly this is always so, easily known and seen. From my view there is the world, everything belonging perfect to my gaze. At no point is there a break between any object seen and the space that surrounds it, no lines drawn to offer a true distinction in existence. I find one thing seen in various forms and continued as distance in between. To return this view to the source of its beginning, this end that notes itself as me - here too I only find inclusion, nothing bound to a conventional sense of what the world tells me that I am. Yes, seeing this and now, unbound in view and simply being. Indeed, it's always so.
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Peace,
Eric
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